5 Photos in This Gallery
Numbers 1, 3 and 4 in the gallery were at 4411 Montrose. Reyna was at the opening of her show at Wade Wilson Fine Art. Her work is currently showing there. Adela Andea’s work is now on exhibit at Art League Houston on Montrose.
5 Photos in This Gallery
Crystal Bowl Sound Healing is based on the Tibetan belief that everything in the world is made of energy. Our bodies contain energy in the form of vibrating atoms. These vibrations can be disrupted by injury, disease, poor diet and other nasty things. Sounds made by a crystal bowl restore natural healthy vibrations. Different sized bowls are intended to vibrate at frequencies appropriate to each of the seven chakras. This group meets at a time observed around the world simultaneously. Music is created by rubbing the bowl with a rubber mallet. The leader of the group also played the flute. I captured their ceremony on an afternoon in Menil Park, just a few yards away from the famous Rothko Chapel. The temperature was around 90F/32C, but it was comfortable in the shade with a light breeze blowing. My headache cleared as the music began.
This is the final installment of the Houston Art Car Parade photos for this year. More girls in costumes for your enjoyment.
Costumes have become a big part of the art car parade so here are a few more people in costume. The man with the flags keeps them outside his home in the nearby Houston Heights. It seems like I get hazed by those who hate the USA every time I publish a shot of his house.
Somehow Houston lucked out and had no rain this afternoon so the parade could go on as planned. As usual there were scores of unconventional people, hundreds of decorated cars, and thousands of spectators. I wanted to post some right away so here are the first 5. More to come.
Coyote Ugly is a chain of bars featuring scantily clad female bartenders who strut around on the solidly constructed bar. They offer body shots where one girl pours tequila into the other’s naval for a customer to drink. The first girl also spits a lime into the customer’s mouth. Some of what went on there was too over the top to show here.
As if Friday night’s insanity wasn’t enough, on Saturday 6th Street was closed off for a street festival and paint covered participants from a color run that morning were wandering around. The bars were open and people were selling beer out of ice filled barrels on the street. [NB, the dizzy rooster girls were asked if it was OK before I started shooting.]
My afternoon on 6th Street continues into evening… As of yesterday this blog has accumulated over 2,000 followers.
These photos were taken on a Friday evening on Austin’s famous 6th street. If you never heard of it, the place is lined with bars offering cheap drinks, live music and hip young patrons. Most of these people were on a a scavenger hunt that was really more of a pub crawl. They were rowdy, crazy, drunk, and a few collected a bit of my hair as part of their treasure. I have a lot of good photos left to post, so stay tuned. Did halloween come early this year?
The pier in Kona is a center of activity. People hang out there or swim on a small sandy beach. Every evening the outrigger canoe teams practice with the men and women alternating days so that the canoes never sit idle. One man takes a daily swim with his clothes on, makes a mud ball and stuffs it in a drain pipe when he is done.
South of Kona there are a series of nearby beaches. Place of Refuge is a Pu’uhonua o National Historic Park and it is adjacent to Two Steps Beach, a popular snorkeling and scuba diving spot. Further down the road is Hookena Beach Park where I photographed some locals and their boats.
That morning I spoke to a lady on the beach who said “I don’t do drugs, but there are some trippy looking trees up at the North end of this island. Just drive past Hawi until the road ends.” She forgot to mention the steep trail down to the beach. The banyan were photographed on the Hilo side of the island earlier in the week.
The Wetlands were right outside my hotel room balcony. Kona Seawall was taken from the same location where the three girls were sitting. The Mercedes was restored and had a bright red interior.
Last night it rained 6 inches (15 cm) in my neighborhood. Streets flooded and the lights went out for 8 hours. That did not stop me from going out to some art gallery openings.
The Big Island is mostly covered by lava fields and volcanic ash. The beaches are no exception. Few of them are sandy.
On the third Sunday of each month there is a street fair in Kona where vendors set up stands and sell their goods, mostly artsy stuff. Photographers may wish to note that while two subjects are not looking at the camera, they were in on it before I shot.
Today I will be traveling back to Texas, where everything is bigger. I have a lot of photos from Kona and other areas yet to blog.
I met the girl backpackers at the visitor center and a few hours later saw them crossing a lava field off Chain of Craters Road on their way down to the shore. That is one long hike and some very fit women.
It’s about 95 miles from Hilo to Kona over scenic roads, going through Waimea. The day began with a stunning view of Mauna Kea from my hotel room watching light from the sunrise move down from the summit. Akaka falls and its surrounding rain forest are on the way, followed by miles of lava fields. In Kona on the pier both the mood and climate are completely different.
After a short stop at Rainbow Falls I headed for the Saddle Road to visit Mauna Kea. There is a visitor center about halfway up to the summit from the main road. The road surface then turns to gravel and is steep for 5 miles. My rented Hyundai Elantra barely made it because the minimum speed to produce enough power was also fast enough to overpower the suspension. The final 3 miles is very steep, but paved. The summit is at an oxygen starved 13,796 feet (4,200 Meters). The final photo is one of the spectacular views from my hotel room in Hilo.
This is a magical place where molten lava and poisonous gases spew forth from the ground. Nature is at its peak of fury here. The message is we are nothing. In minutes one passes from desolate inhospitable areas at altitude to lush rain forests and pacific beaches. The landscape is unreal often covered by lava flows.
This blog has almost 1,000,000 views. Check on the “About|Widgets” page. Help push me over the top today. The first three photos were taken at the Houston Japan Festival, the final two at Reality Klash on North Main.
The Houston Japan festival is open this weekend and admission is free. If you want to eat they sell coupons which must be exchanged for overpriced festival food after waiting on long lines. I have not decided if I am going back over there today even though it isn’t far away.
Last night the Winter and Spring Street studios had an open house. There are 90 artist’s studios at Winter Street and about 40 at Spring Street. Both buildings were converted from industrial use. Having a large number of artist’s studios close together creates a critical mass allowing such events. The last two photos are from a week ago at Isabella Court and nearby Diverse Works.
In conjunction with a charitable benefit, 50 Lamborghini supercars were displayed at City Center. There were a few models around. The blond was not working for me, the shot is a grab. She had trouble keeping her eyes open in the bright light. I am not sure about the black lines on her dress either. Be careful if you visit City Center. Parking is scarce. If you park next door at Town and Country you will be towed. It has happened to two people I know.
The funny thing about these cars is I could get across town faster in a pickup truck, and much faster on a 650 cc single cylinder motorcycle. The truck can go over curbs, and if you tailgate other drivers will get out of your way. They do it to me all the time. That is how I know. Pickups attract no attention around here. Cops will pull over fancy cars just because they are bored. The bike can go between lanes, so it is fastest.
Photographers, it is impossible to do meaningful automotive photography at an event like this. Use the cars as a background or prop and make people the subject.
These photos were taken in mid March, 2013 during a city wide ceramics show in Houston. Susannah Mira creates works from repetitive small cast off industrial items. Tarina Frank specializes in wearable art. Both are artists in residence at the Houston Center for Contemporary Craft. The Buzz Cut girls were viewing ceramic craft art there. Women in matching dresses were burying broken china tea cups in a performance art event that was taking place next door at Lawndale. The Deep Eddy Girl was down the block at War’Hous.